I
woke up disoriented and groggy. What is this place? Where am I? I
looked around. My vision was a little bleary, but that’s nothing
new. I didn’t recognize the room. I moved my arm. What’s this? It
looked like there was a tube stuck in my arm. Yes, a tube, with a bag
on the other end. Not good.

I’m
in a hospital, I realized. And the last thing I remember was . . .
what? Then it came to me. I had been shoveling snow.

Now
I remembered clearly. I was shoveling my sidewalk, and the snow was
still coming down. Another white Christmas. Big deal, I thought. Then
I remembered I had felt dizzy, then faint. Oh-oh, I thought. Heart
attack!